(: dear called me before he sleep today, as promised to try to work it out. he let me rant about my day and just listened. this is the 2nd time i feel like, hey, he's my bf! my hearts slowly slowly mending itself back, but i'm scared it's gonna break into bits in no time again...
if dear can talk to me like this, call me like this every night, i'll feel like there's still hope, that we aren't drifting apart...
i'm actually feeling a whole lot better today, even though i have cramps and a headache...
but i dont dare keep my hopes up. i'm afraid it'll all start falling down again...
but one fact still remains, i still love dear. and i really wish he would not hold back and share his feelings about me too..be it good or bad, i rather he be frank. i rather not guess... cause we all know, assume = making an ass out of u and me.
spin me silly, 1:56 AM.